Mo Tianchen accompanied Ling Yiyi to check the progress of the renovation of One Coffee, and Ling Yiyi told Mo Tianchen that Tian Xin was the culprit.

Mo Tianchen couldn't help but be angry and afraid, and hugged Ling Yiyi.

Mo Tianyu, who was not far away, had sharp eyes, he clenched the handle and exhaled the accelerator, and then pedaled his windy motorcycle away.

Seeing the truth in the last fire, Mo Tianchen desperately saved Mo Tianyu, Mo Tianyu felt the brotherly love for the first time, and his heart was indeed moved for a while, and when he saw Mo Tianchen at home, he did not have a cold face in the past.

But today, Mo Tianyu came to One Coffee to see the progress of the repair, and when he saw the scene of Mo Tianchen and Ling Yiyi, he felt quite uncomfortable, and his good impression of Mo Tianchen was instantly forgotten.

The way they don't look at each other, maybe the brothers will feel a little more comfortable.

Pushing Mo Tianchen away lightly, Ling Yiyi showed him a sincere smile one by one, and at this time, a "thank you" seemed so redundant.

Luo Xinqi burned his arm when he was escorting everyone out of the fire, but he still let Ling Yiyi go first.

Ling Yi was grateful, and while letting Luo Xinqi go home to recuperate, he also kept thinking about his injuries.

On this day, Mo Tianchen came to visit Wei Suyuan again, Ling Yiyi just cooked the soup one by one, and the fragrance was fragrant in the room, making people salivate.

"Wow, one by one, it turns out that you can still make soup, give me a taste!"

"Where to stay cool, there is boiled water outside, there are drinks in the refrigerator, go get it yourself. ”

Ling Yiyi's mouth was numb, and his hands also quickly put the soup into the soup pot.

"Who is this soup for? Are you going out now?"

Mo Tianchen swallowed his saliva, and his sense of sight and smell was tormented by the aroma of the soup.

Ling Yiyi didn't answer him anymore, only habitually rolled his eyes, and continued to pack. Wei Suyuan anxiously pulled Mo Tianchen aside, trying to lower her voice.

"Tianchen, one by one said that I was going to visit the injured Luo Xinqi!"

"What?"

Mo Tianchen couldn't help but exclaim, Wei Suyuan was so frightened that she hurriedly looked over to Ling Yiyi's side, for fear that she would blame herself for breaking the news.

In fact, from the moment Wei Suyuan pulled away Mo Tianchen, Ling Yiyi already knew about her Xiao Jiujiu, and he didn't bother to explain anything to the humming duo.

After all, Ling Yiyi has no selfish intentions, and it is better to carefully direct a big movie with the blockbuster screenwriter in their hearts.

As a result, when Ling Yi was about to go out with his shoes and a soup pot, Wei Suyuan secretly pushed Mo Tianchen hard from behind.

Mo Tianchen looked back at Wei Suyuan, quickly turned his head in her encouraging eyes, plucked up the courage and said to Ling Yiyi one by one:

"Be careful on the road, come back early, we'll wait for you to eat in the evening. ”

Not to mention Wei Suyuan, who was already dizzy, Ling Yiyi couldn't help but burst into laughter, and almost spilled the soup pot.

Wei Suyuan forcibly suppressed the grievances in her heart, and muttered twice behind the head of Mo Tianchen, the straight man of steel:

"You go with you, stupid!"

Mo Tianchen suddenly realized, and hurriedly stepped forward to snatch the soup pot in Ling Yiyi's hand.

"I have a car, I'll send you there, I just happened to visit Luo Xinqi, I haven't seen him for so long, I miss him!"

As soon as the words fell, before the sourness in Ling Yiyi's stomach rose, Mo Tianchen was first smoked by his own hypocrisy.

Anyway, there was a hitchhiker, and Ling Yiyi was also saddled by Mo Tianchen, and he was very attentive to himself.

Ling Yiyi had left a copy of his information when Luo Xinqi joined the company, which contained his registered address.

Ling Yiyi and Mo Tianchen came to a dilapidated old-fashioned building, but they searched and found that there was a "Room 101" in it.

In desperation, Ling Yiyi called Luo Xinqi.

Suddenly the boss arrived, Luo Xinqi was surprised and delighted, and hurriedly came out of the corridor to greet Ling Yiyi, and when he saw Mo Tianchen standing next to Ling Yiyi, he couldn't help but be stunned.

Mo Tianchen hadn't enjoyed Ling Yiyi's cooking skills yet, but now he let Luo Xinqi take the lead, and he couldn't help but have a little envy in his eyes, and a little indifference in his resentment.

Luo Xinqi embarrassedly took Ling Yiyi and Mo Tianchen into the building, and instead of going up, he walked to the negative floor.

It turned out that the serious house in this building was counted from the second floor, and Luo Xinqi was adrift alone, in order to save some room and board expenses, it was difficult to find this basement, and in order to hide his embarrassment, he casually made the basement No. 101.

So the people in the building have never heard of "Room 101".

Ling Yiyi has been living in a comfortable two-bedroom apartment since he entered the Ling family, and even if he later sold the villa and moved, he lived in a comfortable two-bedroom apartment.

For this reason, Ling Yiyi came to Luo Xinqi's "home" for the first time, and couldn't help but be a little surprised-

The basement has no windows and no light, and most of the boys' rooms are casual, which looks messy and damp.

In addition, the basement is already small, but Luo Xinqi also has a roommate to live with to share the rent.

It was the first time for my roommate to see someone visiting Luo Xinqi, who was still a girl, and unconsciously shrank her little feet into the quilt in a panic with only small pants.

Mo Tianchen, who came in after Ling Yiyi, hurriedly stood in front of him when he saw Luo Xinqi's roommate's cowardice, so as not to stain Ling Yiyi's eyes one by one.

Luo Xinqi hurriedly awkwardly introduced his roommate to the two uninvited guests.

"This is Qian Meng, who is also a resident singer in Nanpiao like me, and we usually go to music festivals and other performances together. ”

Ling Yi waved his hand to Qian Meng one by one, as if he had said hello. Mo Tianchen still turned his back to Qian Meng, and he didn't bother to turn his head, so as not to pollute his eyes.

Only then did Mo Tianchen remember the soup pot in his hand, and silently placed it on an object that was still a table but full of all kinds of miscellaneous items.

Ling Yiyi hurriedly said what he meant.

"Luo Xinqi, are you okay, how are your hands recovering?"

Because Luo Xinqi's nest was too small, just enough to set up two beds and a table, and there was not even a chair, Luo Xinqi didn't know where to let Ling Yiyi and Mo Tianchen sit, so he had to stand by himself.

Seeing Ling Yiyi ask about his hand one by one, Luo Xinqi waved it twice, rolled up his sleeves, and wrapped gauze around his arms, but looking at the flexibility of his activities, it is estimated that there is no big problem.

"Thank you for your concern, I have rough skin and thick flesh, and I recover quickly. ”

"I think so, too. ”

Mo Tianchen on the side coldly agreed, causing Ling Yi to glare at him fiercely.

"By the way, I've made some chicken foot soup to give you shape. ”

After speaking, Ling Yiyi opened the soup pot one by one, and for a while, the fragrance of the soup was bumping around in the small space, Qian Meng swallowed his saliva unconsciously, and made a relatively loud noise.

Mo Tianchen directly despised Qian Meng behind him with the back of his head, and he tried to calm his throat, which was also restless.

Ling Yiyi filled a bowl of soup with the small bowl attached to the soup pot, glanced at Luo Xinqi's injured and impaired right hand, and was about to step forward to feed it directly.

Mo Tianchen and Qian Meng both opened their eyes wide and stared blankly at Ling Yiyi's movements.

Luo Xinqi was also stunned on the spot, not knowing whether to take the bowl or open his mouth.

Suddenly, Mo Tianchen reached forward and snatched the soup bowl and spoon from Ling Yiyi's hand.

"I'm coming!"

Then, without allowing Luo Xinqi to speak, Mo Tianchen scooped up the soup in the bowl with a spoon and stuffed it into Luo Xinqi's mouth.

Luo Xinqi's mouth was so hot that he just wanted to refuse this hot "kindness", Mo Tianchen chased after him with the second spoonful, and there were words in his mouth:

"It's delicious, isn't it?

This fragrant soup seemed to have become poison in Mo Tianchen's hands, and Luo Xinqi was so drunk that tears were about to fall.

Qian Meng saw that the soup was "so delicious", she forgot to blink when she saw it, and she didn't know how much she wished that she was the focus of being taken care of.

Ling Yiyi didn't have time to pay attention to the men's "you and me", she casually looked around the basement, and didn't feel that Luo Xinqi had a lot of good feelings for him because of the way he worked hard to live.